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Current Description:

Immortal Descriptions:

As you gaze into the face of this ancient elf, you notice a few
non-elven features: the red hair with a hue like that of blood,
marred only be a white streak that can have been caused only by
some great trauma in her life; the dark, emerald green eyes that
twinkle with the light of millennia; the almost deathly pale skin...
"Pale Skin??", you think, "How can someone so obviously alive have
such pale skin??". Then you notice the two small marks on her neck,
and realize that there can be only one reason for her pallor.
She sees you looking and (almost as if reading your thoughts) grins
at you, allowing just the tips of what must be fangs to show.
Clue is tiny, especially for an elf; at just over 4-10, she is slightly
taller than her Sister Incarna, the Weaver, Lady Cordir of Fate.
Clue is bathed in the essence of charisma.
Clue is in perfect health.
Clue is using:
<worn on finger> (Moderate magic) the Rigel Star, a flawless blue diamond
<worn on finger> (Moderate magic) a gold wedding band of Elvish craftwork
<worn around neck> (Moderate magic) a delicate chain bearing a crystal tear
<worn around neck> (Moderate magic) the faintest hint of ancient fang marks
<worn on body> (Moderate magic) a side-slit evening gown of ebon velvet
<worn on head> (Moderate magic) an openwork juliet cap of woven emerald
<worn on legs> (Moderate magic) black, spun-silk, back-seamed stockings
<worn on feet> (Moderate magic) elegant black leather sling-back heels
<worn on hands> (Potent magic) powerful inked runes of ornamental mhendi
<worn on arms> (Moderate magic) golden serpents entwined wrist to elbow
<worn as shield> (Potent magic) spells whispered by N'Kai's Sigil Draktha
<worn about body> (Potent magic) the soft Embrace of her Maker, Lord Khore
<worn about waist> (Moderate magic) a chain of golden roses set with emerald
<worn around wrist> (Moderate magic) a wide chain of name-engraved gold links
<worn around wrist> (Moderate magic) attar of midnight-blooming roses and ivy
<wielded> (Moderate magic) a lovely staff of emerald-set ivory bone
<worn with pride> (Token magic) a travelworn journal with quill pen
<worn with pride> (Artifact magic) (Glowing) (Humming) the Medallion of Goddesshood

Immortal: Date unknown

As you look upon this ancient elf, an image begins to form in your
mind. The image is of a log cabin sanctuary with a dirt floor;
the aroma of a stew cooking in a large, black cauldron over a stone
fireplace wafts through the room. You see many small private and
semi-private spaces where the FoLK separate into groups of two or
three, or solo contemplation, seeking to understand what they are
reading and discussing. After looking around at the lower floor
and the additional contemplation rooms on a balcony, you begin to
recognize the image as the Temple of the Fellowship of Lore and
Knowledge, home of the Seekers ... the FoLK. It is then that you
realize that this is their Lady and Goddess.
Clue is bathed in the essence of charisma.
Clue is in perfect health.

Mortal Descriptions:

Mortal: Written by Cordir, Date Unknown:

The form of an ancient elf stands before you, lithe and strong. Her eyes are bright and wise, filled with wonderous stories to liven a thousand gloomy campside nights. While many scars mark the pale canvas of her skin, she has a comfortable beauty about her, and you recognize the glow that comes from self-confidence and knowledge.

Removing the battered helm from her head, her golden hair flows down, bound in a tight braid to prevent undue ruffling by hands prompted by Mischief. Her demeanor is quiet, though wisdom and experience are readily apparent to the onlooker. There is something about her, though, that speaks of sorrow; a deep loss of the heart, perhaps. As if catching your thought, one hand lifts to close around a heart-shaped locket kept safely tucked beneath the collar of her mail. "Rigel," she whispers, and a expression of mixed pain and joy flickers across her features. Not wishing to intrude on such intense feelings and memories, you look away.

"Perhaps it was Chance that took him from me, perhaps the Lady Fate. I do not ken why. But I endure on, and in me, he lives," she murmurs (in old common). "There is much for me to do, yet; lands to explore, folk to aid, knowledge to gain, and friends to make. He is waiting, and one day, we will be together again."

Mortal: Written by Cordir, Date Unknown:
The ancient elf before you looks weary, as if all of the years she has lived were more burden than joy to her now. Her beautiful dark eyes are rimmed with red, marked by tears of mourning and loss. Shoulders slumped, she seems more crumpled in upon herself, than her usual strong, lithe joyfulness. A startling white band of skin upon the third finger of her left hand shows where a ring, worn for longer than most immortals have existed, was once worn with pride. Hand trembling slightly like a rowan tree in the wind, she brushes back a lock of red hair that has come unbound from its normal tidy braid. Her lips move silently, whether in some pleading denial, or a prayer for strength to endure and persevere, you cannot discern. Sorrow surrounds her like an intangible cloak, yet she stands alone, inconsolable, rejecting comfort even from her beloved Goddess or fellow Chosen.

Character History:

Long before official birth records were kept, Clue was born in a small
sea-shore village. She is an anomoly; with an elfin mother and human
father, she should have been half-elf. Instead she has a human appearance
(with long red hair and emerald-green eyes) and an elven mind-set. Her
mother, an elfin High Priestess, was taken (whether willingly or not is
unknown) from a Southern Continent elf city to be child-bearer to a human
sailor/adventurer. When the little village was attacked by marauders while
the men were away, Clue's mother gave her life to protect her infant
daughter. Essentially orphaned, Clue was taken first to Thalos, then to
Midgaard, where she was reared in an orphanage. She was trained extensively
in healing arts, and as she grew, became quite reknown as a healer.
However, she must have inherited an adventurous spirit from her father, as
she seldom turned down a chance to explore.

As she approached maturity, she had many proposals, but she had eyes only
for a tall, wild elfin mage named Rigel. Rigel was then a follower of the
demi-god Cerebus, who appeared to Clue one day outside of Midgaard's East
Gate. After a long discourse with Cerebus, Clue sought to join his
followers and was accepted into the Court of Justice. Her joy at being
accepted was even greater when she discovered that Rigel was also a
follower. Rigel finally proposed marriage and Clue became his bride. Rigel
taught Clue how to fight and she grew to be quite a warrior, also.

Clue gained much experience with many great adventurers. Among these were
Syrinx, Jaator, Myronides, Shoya, Elrandir and others. Some of her
exploring partners even went on to obtain immortality. These included
Lorna, Masher, Cordir, Jerald, Tokugawa and Pyros, and much later,
Steelblade, Solanthas, Tripper and Nicademus.

When Cerebus retired, Clue studied the tenets of several immortals, and
asked Lorna to accept her into the Flying Tiger following, where she rose up
to become a member of Lorna's High Council. Sometime during this period,
her beloved Rigel vanished from TFC for an extended time, leaving Clue
essentially husbandless. She remained true to his memory, refusing several
offers of marriage, knowing that someday Rigel would return.

Lorna was looked favorably upon by the Implementers, and was raised above
the Following-Level. Clue then foundered for a while, eventually deciding
on a recently returned friend, Masher and her ITK following. Masher's
presence became lessened and Masher was considered to be retired again.

After much self-searching (which included long discussions with Cordir about
her teachings, and with Tamar about self-honesty) Clue approached another
long-time friend and mentor, Nicademus, who had just been raised to
demi-god, and she was welcomed into the Temple of the Winds. While she was
in Nicademus' following, she achieved Cleric level 30, assisted by
Whitehawk. When Nicademus grew restless he also retired, leaving Clue
without an Immortal to worship for the fourth time.

Clue once again sought out her long-time friend and mentor, the Lady Cordir,
to learn more of the Triat Lore. She had felt the influence of the Weaver
in her life for some time and wanted more understanding of the guidance
being exerted on her. Clue was warmly welcomed by Cordir, the Incarna of
the Weaver, and felt she was finally at home. She worshipped Cordir and was
accepted into the Chosen of Fate, becoming the Weaver's Priestess. With
Cordir's guidance and help from many of the Chosen, Clue levelled warrior to
30, reaching the highest plateau a mortal cleric/warrior can reach. Clue
found her proper duty to the Three in teaching her fellow Chosen and
assisting TFC's new players with food and spells.

Rigel did eventually return to TFC, and Clue's joy overflowed for a while,
until Rigel announced that external (read Real Life) forces required that he
retire and give up mudding. Clue was so dismayed that she took the most
drastic action she could think of, seeking out Lord Khore (the Vampyre God,
who had formerly led the Kindred following) and asking him to make her a
vampire. Clue thus became Blood-Daughter to Lord Khore (and blood-sister to
Darkclaw and Cirth, who were former Kindred in Cordir's Chosen).

Having no more need to acquire experience just to level, Clue sought out
some of the stronger mobs, seeking to prove herself against them and
achieved 82 MobMasteries. She then turned her thoughts to Immortality,
petitioning and being accepted as an Ambassador.

After the required number of hours assisting the new players of the realm,
she was promoted to Attendant and assigned to Lady Bliss' Coven of the Ashen
Moon to learn the duties and methods of running a following.

Clue ftells, 'he asked me much the same ... Why would i want to do that?'.
Clue ftells, 'i told him i just wanted to know the cost, should i decide to ask'.
Clue ftells, 'he said "Let me think about it, especially in light of changes i'm making to PK stats'.

Cordir ftells, '*nod* Interesting.'.
Cordir ftells, 'Tynian and I had a discussion about the removal of Sentry the other day'.

Clue ftells, 'i told him "i'm a complete pacifist in a Neutral following"'.

Immortal Entry & Exit:

ENTRY:
A gentle wind brushes against you, laden with the scent of distant lands.
Your heart is filled with a sudden longing for new things, wanderlust, change.
A nimbus of fuchsia tinged light swirls into being, forming a portal.
Clue steps quietly from the portal, opens her journal, and readies a writing quill.

EXIT:

Geasa:

To cure any who ask for it, save Anathema.

To teach any in the Chosen who ask of her knowledge of the Realm.

At each login, to check for levels 1-10 and ask each if they require any assistance I'm able to give.

Restrings

Short Description: the Rigel Star: a flawless blue diamondLong Description: Within this deep blue diamond is a brilliant point of light: the Rigel Star.Extra Description: Rigel Star
The intense color of this diamond calls to mind the azure gaze of a certain
wandering adventure of the First Age. Those who see it, and knew him, would
immediately see the resemblance between the twinkling of the Star within to
the twinkle that always lit his eyes.